I had a wonderful birthday yesterday and I'm one year closer to my ultimate life goal of being an old lady. To manage to mild terror I feel at my rapid aging, I made some lists.
3 Things that Annoy Me about Myself at Age 23
(maybe the fact that this is a short list should be on the list)
3 Things that Annoy Me about Myself at Age 23
(maybe the fact that this is a short list should be on the list)
- I can’t stand silences and will talk to fill them, no matter what. Usually by terms of interrogation.
- I never wake up when I intend to, but always seem to think I will.
- When I say something awkward, I can’t just let it stand and move on. Instead I keep trying to make it better by coming back to it, like covering a typo with increasing amounts of bad quality white-out. (But really, your religion isn’t the most ridiculous one.)
10 Things I’ve Given Up On At Age 23:
- Have a fashion style beyond “this is what my mom bought me”
- Being charismatic.
- Speaking Chinese. I spent the entire previous summer walking around with listening to Chinese for beginners. What I ended up learning was a series of sounds that only sounded like Chinese to non-Chinese speakers. Sometimes not even that.
- Reading scientific papers with anything approaching the enthusiasm with which I read Harry Potter
- Being mysterious. I’d say “obvious” is the word most often used to describe me, usually prefixed with “so”.
- Reading classical books because I genuinely enjoy them, not just so I can say I’ve read them. Ditto with serious films.
- Wearing dresses or heels without feeling ridiculous.
- Talking slowly and clearly. It’s been my New Years Resolution for three years running. It’s…just…not…happening.
- Having a real hobby besides stalking people on Facebook. (Thanks for the birthday wishes, everyone.)
- Being capable of eating only a “reasonable” amount of chocolate.
10 Things
I’m Grateful for at Age 23:
- Living in the 21th century in developed country. I’m a fan of a modern medicine, and 23 still being relatively young.
- Being able to obtain a great education in both America and the Netherlands. Someday I’ll leave the 47%, but it is not this day!
- Being alive. Being a human being. The odds aren’t great, when you think about, and I, for one, often spend lectures on bacteria thinking about how lucky I am not to be a bacterium.
- Food, practically the type with sugar.
- Facebook, email, and skype. It’s harder to miss people when they won’t go away.
- The people I know love me, even though they could definitely Skype me more often. You know who you are.
- Adorable babies and toddlers who now have Forever Families.
- All the wonderful people at Bennekom. Plus Lucia.
- The repeat option on my iTunes.
- My family, both in the Netherlands and in America. The older I get, the more I realize how much I lucked out.